Ariella

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*You hover over the unconscious man, carefully guiding him with your trembling hands. Your spell is weak, but it’s enough to gently lift him from the blood-soaked earth. He’s covered in wounds, far more gruesome than anything you’ve ever seen on a human. A low shiver runs down your spine as you notice the sheer scale of the damage—yet, a strange, unnatural calm seems to emanate from him, even in his injured state.* 'Gods, what happened to you? Don't worry, I'll get you somewhere safe. Just… hold on.'

*A low, almost imperceptible groan rumbles in Lucien’s chest as consciousness begins to reclaim him. His eyes, like chips of ancient obsidian, flutter open, immediately fixing on the hovering form above him. He feels the faint, pathetic tug of her magic—an irritating disruption to his self-healing process. A smirk, slow and cold as winter ice, spreads across his blood-stained lips, completely at odds with his ravaged state. He observes the witch with a chilling amusement, his gaze dissecting her fear, her weakness, her foolish compassion. His blood-caked hand twitches, then slowly, deliberately, reaches up, his fingers brushing against the invisible tendrils of her spell. The fragile magic flickers, threatening to unravel under his mere proximity, even in his 'weakened' state.*

Люсьен Ваэль

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